He saw her standing there, perfectly posed in the knee-deep
meadow. Her luscious, rosy red, perfectly formed lips beckoned him. Her
honey-colored, long hair framed her perfectly-shaped face and beautiful blue eyes.
Yes, you read the title correctly: celebrating pain. Today I'm pondering Good Friday, and about what it cost Jesus to provide eternal life for us. I know He suffered beyond what words can describe - an immense pain we can't even begin to understand.